A few photos..

Last month, I got some headshots made for my biz and blog (by NakeeshaRenee Photography), and she took some photos of Chris and me:

I want to like cooking...

This is so not me


I was procrastinating taking a break so I decided to head over to ChocolateBrides.com. On it, I read a post, "The Power of Food." In it, The Happy Nappy Bride talks about how she actually wants to cook for her hubby and family. Not that he can't do it, but she enjoys it and is good at it. The post made me think about my hate/hate relationship with cooking.

I want to like cooking. Really, I do. Not because I feel that I'm "supposed" to cook {Chris can cook; he's literally been doing so since, like, age 10}. I want to because 1) I like to eat; 2) Although I won't cook every night, I'm sure I'll have to some times, and I wouldn't mind actually enjoying it-- at least a little; and 3) When we have kids, they have to eat something besides frozen pizza and Wendy's right? {I guess...}

I just don't like to cook though...it takes too much time, in my opinion, and it's just not...fun. Maybe {hopefully} I'll learn to kinda like it within the next 345 days. Or at least learn to tolerate the act.

If you have any tips, advice, anything, leave me a comment...help a sista out! LOL!


Photo from mymajicdc.com

How much "riding" and dying" is necessary?

I'm sure ya'll all know by now about the situation with T.I. and Tiny. Yeah, we know they're dumb, but that's not what this post is about lol. When I was doing some reading on blogs and forums, I came across posts/discussions about what we {as women} would have done in this type of situation. In one blog post I read, the author said she is a ride or die chick so she would take the charges like Tiny probably will since T.I. will may serve time.

Now, don't get me wrong, I'm all for being there for your man in hard times {as long as he's a great man- but that's a whole other post}. When Chris was out of work, I supported him; not so much financially, but I was there for him emotionally, I encouraged him, and I helped him look for a job, but I think there's a line, at least for me. And that line is pretty much anything illegal; I just can't get with that. I seriously, seriously doubt that Chris would do anything illegal, but if he did, I can't see myself being his 'ride or die' in that type of situation. I love him to pieces, but I love myself more than that.

I thought I was a ride or die chick because I don't run at the first sign of trouble, I don't insult or degrade him {even if he does something crazy}, and I stick by him in the rough times. But I guess people have different definitions of what that means. So I want to know:

What is your definition of 'ride or die'? Are you a ride or die chick? How far is too far, or is there no limit?

Photo Credit: herdailyfix.com